Chapter 367

Smelling the faint smell of wine wrapped in the body of the king, Liu Yiyi snuggled in Wang Yang's arms with great relaxation. Seeing his mother's bulging eyes, Liu Yiyi blinked at Wang Po mischievously, and then saw Li Shishi pouting her mouth, looking very sad.

At this moment, she was so happy inside that she couldn't help but think of Wang Yang's previous touching love words. There are three thousand times in the world, and I love three, the sun, the moon and you, the sun is the morning, the moon is the evening, and you are the morning and the evening.

"Mr., when are you going to marry me... I wish I could marry you now." After Xingfu closed Rushui's eyes, Liu Yiyi murmured in a low voice.

"Of course, why don't I tell your mother now?" Wang Yang couldn't help but be happy, raised his head and twisted. "Part Wang, can we discuss my marriage with your daughter now?"

"...If you don't let go of my daughter, believe it or not, I will let you go to the next door." Wang Po finally couldn't hold it in. After all, although Wang Po was a madam, she was actually a mother with very traditional feudal thoughts.

Wang Dazhangyuan could only let go of his arms with a black look on his face, while Liu Yiyi's pretty face was flushed, and she smiled and pulled Li Shishi quickly towards the front hall.

"Wang Po, after all, I am the top scholar now. Can you give me some face?" Wang Yang then helped to sort out his somewhat crooked official hat, cleared his throat and said.

"Give face, of course, I will give you face. My aunt called you the top scholar in front of so many people. Isn't it enough to give face?

I know if I know how much money I spent for you to celebrate your first prize in the exam today, aunt, I spent on your business, so I invited neighbors and neighbors to eat and drink, and I don’t know how much money I gave it to…”

As soon as money was mentioned, Wang Po instantly forgot about herself. Oh no, she should have instantly forgot about Wang Yang's identity as the top scorer in the Guiyou Certificate in the eighth year of Yuanyou.

Looking at the Wang Po, who was spitting with stars, Wang Yang couldn't help feeling weak all over. "Hey, old lady, don't talk about these useless things, aren't it just a few dozen cents of coins? I'll give it to you."

"...You boy aren't kids?" Wang Po paused and asked with a brow raised.

"Do you see that I am a person who is dozens of characters apart?" Wang Yang was furious and his body was shocked.

"It's not like, but it looks like a few hundred people apart." Wang Po curled her lips and said this without any yin and yang.

Wang Yang suddenly felt that his heart was deeply slashed, and he was heartbroken. Well, there was no way, Wang Yang really underestimated the labor cost of this era.

I originally thought that it would take only a few hundred guan to build a house, but now I have spent almost two thousand guan. If Liu Yiyi had not taken out her own thousand guan private money in an understanding manner, Wang Yang would probably have thought of drawing working capital from the printing press shop.

After all, the dividend distribution period has not yet arrived, so although the business of Yihonglou and Nawanhong boutique garment stores is good, it takes a time to divide the product.

But the problem is, no one seems to know what Liu Yiyi lends money to herself?

"Hmph, that's my daughter. When that girl sees you, she's like she's been filled with a sensation. Why don't I be smarter and be afraid that my daughter will be eaten by you and she'll be willing..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an angry groan from behind the hall door not far away. Only then did Wang Po subconsciously pursed her mouth, and looked at the other side with his head and then glared at Wang Yang angrily.

"Then what Wang Po, can we talk about some positive energy topics? For example, when will you marry your daughter to me?" Wang Yang decided not to argue with Wang Po, an old woman who loves money and lives, and decided to go to the wrong side and point to the core issue.

"I really want to marry my daughter, right?" Wang Po smiled. That look made Wang Yang seem to see countless gold and silver treasures growing wings and flying towards Wang Po's stingy Grandet.

"Your house is worth it, but how much do you plan to pay for my daughter's betrothal gift?"

"I really don't know this." Wang Yang looked at Wang Po, who was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and like a landlord, with his face full of calculating.

"You think, if my daughter marrys you, I will definitely let her go out in a grand manner. In addition to gold and silver jewelry, the dowry also includes strings of copper coins, boxes of cloth, cages of clothes, and sets of furniture..." Wang Po held her fingers and counted every time, her face looked ugly.

Wang Yang looked confused, right? Looking at Wang Po, who was a dim candle in such a large room, even though he was a waste of light. The reason why he lit the candle was because Liu Yiyi ordered that the oil lamp be not allowed at home. If you want to lit a smoked and dark oil lamp, your daughter will turn against you.

After such a threat, Wang Po lit a candle helplessly. Well, just such a stingy person, Taotao kept saying that he wanted to pay so much money to his daughter. Isn’t that too unscientific?

"I said Wang Po, are you a wrong god or have you taken the wrong medicine? If I marry your daughter, you don't ask me for the bride price, but you even have to give me so much money?"

"Boy, do you think I am willing?" Wang Po slapped his thigh in anger and shouted sternly. "Otherwise, wouldn't those neighbors regard me as a mother who abused her own daughter?"

"What's the reason?" Wang Yang was completely confused.

"Because my daughter has always had to marry well..." At this time, a gentle and gentle voice sounded quietly behind Wang Yang.

When I turned around, I saw Liu Yiyi standing at the door with a moving look at her mother with a smile on her face.

I am afraid that if I don’t show up, my mother, who loves money and lives, will definitely not speak like this. Maybe she will even slander Wang Yang, a naughty man.

"The daughter is here, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, go on, go on, don't worry, no matter what, you are, just like you, can you still bear to let you go and suffer with this little turtle?" When Wang Po thought of taking out so much dowry for her daughter, she felt like her heart was being knived, and she gritted her teeth when she spoke.

"Hey, can you, the old lady, not keep thorns?" Wang Yang couldn't help but get angry and slapped the table.

"What's wrong with me? I'm your aunt, and I'll be your mother-in-law from now on. What's wrong with you? Do you want to turn your back if you marry my daughter?" Wang Po immediately jumped up like an angry cockfight, opened her eyes wide, and fought back with a angrily voice.

"Shut up both of you!" Liu Yiyi couldn't help but slap her on the desk with a dark face. She was so immense. "Can you say a few words? I've made you a headache..."

"Oh, my little heart, what's wrong? It hurts, I'll rub it for you." Wang Po quickly apologized and carefully pressed the daughter who stood up back to the couch.
Chapter completed!